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Chapter 72 The villain

After debugging the TV, I simply looked at the imaging quality and returned to my hut.

On the one hand, the weather outside is too hot, and on the other hand, the problems thrown by the radio plant still need to be solved. Thinking of this, He Ku smiled helplessly. He needed to come up with a signal transmitter solution to exchange it when collecting a TV. This is a huge loss.

Considering the troublesome use of color TV cars and black and white TV cars, why think about it and after searching from multiple sources, we finally determined a dual channel broadcasting car. This TV car can transmit two signals from black and white and color at the same time. In this way, there is no need for two TV launch cars when broadcasting programs.

It's funny to say that. Generally speaking, TV broadcasting cars are available before there is a TV. The signal transceivers of both are matched in advance, and the same is true for black and white TVs. After the first black and white TV broadcasting car developed in 1958 was launched, the first black and white TV was developed in 1959.

He Ku directly followed the Peony Factory to make random tricks and create the color TV in advance, so he would definitely not receive the color signal. If He Ku hadn't made a design that was compatible with color and black and white, the TV would not be able to watch it at all.

But this is also appropriate, and sooner or later it also requires progress.

With the lessons of the black and white TV launcher, I believe that the production difficulty of the Shuangxundao TV car will not be too high. After all, the difference between the two is not big and basically the same, but there is a certain difference in signal encoding. If there are thousands of parts on a TV car, if there is no foundation for the black and white vehicle, it will be the year of the monkey and horse month.

With one go, why plan to draw the drawings tonight, just draw the RGB signal transmitting module, and let them adapt to the black and white.

Since the seven-day round-trip last week, the factory will have a day off tomorrow so I won’t be afraid of staying up late.

Not long after, the TV station closed, and the three old men immediately held a meeting to discuss the issue of the TV. Under the instructions of the kuo, the TV was temporarily assigned by the whole hospital and kept by the three old men. In addition to taking it out to broadcast the program at night, women who stayed in the yard on weekdays can also watch it in a specific hut.

He Yushui came back a little late and didn't see the whole drama. He was so upset that he was too far from their unit.

An old lady thought that the bicycle at home was useless and no one rode it. The three of them all together and sold it to He Yushui. The car model was temporarily owe it, and Sha Zhu slowly paid back the money.

The next day, He Yushui rode his bicycle to work happily. She worked as a cashier in the textile factory. The textile factory is in the suburbs, and there is a bicycle that can be used for transportation much more conveniently.

Many employees of the textile factory saw He Yushui riding a phoenix and showed an envious look. He Yushui chatted with a few familiar people and parked his car in the garage in the factory.

When Zhang Yong saw He Yushui riding a bicycle, the fire of jealousy was burning violently. His father was the head of the Finance Department. He couldn't even ride a bicycle. Why is He Yushui?

Her brother is just a cook, the cook who serves people. Why does she have a bicycle?

Zhang Yong pretended to see He Yushui inadvertently, and then asked curiously: "Yushui, how did your bicycle come from?"

"Do you care?" He Yushui had no good expression on this person. He turned his eyes and left. Zhang Yong wanted to pursue her before, but people in the factory said that he had a problem with his character. It is said that he had been a woman in the early years and spent money to suppress her.

Looking at He Yushui's slim back, Zhang Yong made up various ideas, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Especially when he thought about the bicycle that might have been exchanged for that method, he even whispered, "cbz!"

But how long did Zhang Yong come to his father Zhang Zicong's office. He knew that his father was also a slut, otherwise he would not have divorced. Now he is just being stared at by the factory manager, so it is hard to do anything randomly.

Now that there are such an indecent woman in the factory, my father will definitely take action. At that time, he can use this matter to threaten He Yushui, and then, hehe.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yong secretly grabbed his father and whispered, "Dad, do you know? He Yushui came on a bicycle today!"

"I saw it, Phoenix Bicycle, you came to me for this matter, right? Don't think about it, work hard and pay more attention to work!" Zhang Zicong said helplessly.

"No! I have something else, Dad, listen to me..." Zhang Yong shook his head firmly.

Zhang Zicong looked impatient, "Don't tell me, stop, I've told you a long time ago! He Yushui doesn't like you, so don't stare at him. Look at the things you did in the factory before. The reputation has become bad and almost affected me. That lesbian is willing to marry you?"

"Dad, listen carefully to me!" Zhang Yong said, while looking around nervously.

After confirming that there was no one, he dared to continue saying: "He Yushui only has one brother in his family, and he is still a mere chef. Do you think she can get a bicycle ticket?"

"What the hell do you want to say?"

"Her bicycle tickets are here to accompany her sleep!"

"Get out, don't gossip!" After that, Zhang Zicong pushed Zhang Yong out of the office, while he was rummaging through the cabinet and starting to look for He Yushui's files.

It was not until he saw that there was only one chef brother in He Yushui's relatives column that Zhang Zicong believed Zhang Yong's words.

Only the director of their textile factory got a bicycle ticket this year, and his brother is a chef. Why?

Picking up the phone, Zhang Zicong called the front line, "Let He Yushui come here, I have something to ask him."

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

"The rain is coming." Zhang Zicong quickly stood up from the chair, walked out, opened the door to welcome He Yushui into it.

He Yushui nodded, "Well, hello, Section Chief Zhang. What are you asking for about me?"

Zhang Zicong asked with a smile: "I heard that you have found a partner?"

"Not yet, but Zhang Yong and I are really not suitable." He Yushui shook his head.

Zhang Zicong glanced at the corridor and saw that there was no one outside, so he closed the door, "Did you see that last time the police officer? The factory is very concerned about the personal problems of single employees!"

"I haven't seen you, I haven't considered getting married yet." He Yushui shook his head again.

"Where did your bicycle come from?" Zhang Zicong asked back to his seat.

He Yushui didn't think much about it, and to be honest, "My brother bought it for me."

"Where is the ticket?" Zhang Zicong asked.

"Tickets, the tickets were given by my other brother."

"What brother? Are you dear?"

He Yushui said: "No, it's just the kind I call him Xiao Ku Brother, he's my brother."

Zhang Zicong slapped the table and asked, "Okay, He Yushui, I suspect you have serious lifestyle problems. Why did someone give you a bicycle ticket for no reason?"
Chapter completed!
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